Green Bamboo Mountain, Lin Family Clan Grounds.
In a valley behind the main peak, Ye Pinghai sat on the ground, his pale face alternating between shades of green and white. Fresh blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, and large beads of sweat continuously dripped from his forehead. His gray-white Daoist robe was already drenched through.
Clearly, he seemed to be in some pain at the moment.
In fact, that was indeed the case.
At this time, his body had undergone a complete transformation. His Seven Sea Dantian had shattered, and the pure Spiritual Power he had cultivated was compressed to its limit, vaguely taking on the form of a nascent Golden Core.
However, this nascent form was too transparent, its ethereal and substantial quality suggesting it still lacked a final touch.